lirik lagu crumblin’ erb freestyle – mac miller
[intro]
sour hour
dj shef
man, i hit the weed way too much, sh*t, let me get to the song
a lotta y’all probably know this
had to put my own little twist on it
ahem
aight, jerm, ya ready?
[verse]
uh
well, it’s the motherf*ckin’ m to the a*c, m to the i
double*l, e*r, fallin’ from the sky ’til i land
crash into this planet, skippin’ through the universe, i vanish
and disappear, wise beyond my years
ridin’ through the streets but too high to even steer, so i hover
three hundred feet from the ground
and i don’t plan on comin’ down
you run around like a chicken with his head cut off
i’m havin’ chickens, give me head, no special [?]
i’m on my pimp sh*t, swimmin’ through [?]
let a thick b*tch give me brains, watch a chick*fl!ck
somethin’ about mary, nut in her hair
her mom hear us, but i don’t give a f*ck if she there
learned that life’s a b*tch, and nothin’ is fair
so i focus on my money, get enough i can share
and get me drunk, i don’t care, i pass the money to my team
’cause they all be by my side while i’m huntin’ for this dream
nothin’ what it seem in a dreamland
and i ain’t growin’ up, call me peter pan
givin’ you the news like c*span
tryna ball, espn, and
haha, i’m way over my limit
cracked a dutchie down the middle, throw some haze in it
i’m gone, and i might be back to visit
add a ho, subtract the clothes, mac the mathematician, haha
so what the fun in that?
when my liver shriveled up and my lungs is black
but, livin’ free, i ain’t done with that
’cause i’ma keep chiefin’ ’til my lungs collapse, ayy
so what’s the matter with that? uh
what’s the matter with that?
and everybody boyfriend is a sissy, so the b*tches heard she kiss me
she wanna stick around like a hickey but i’m busy
just makin’ music, hittin’ sticky ’cause it lift me
b*tch, i got more talents than the homie mr. ripley
as a youngin, knew that hip*hop was in me
at fifteen, dropped a mixtape and it was iffy
worked to get better, took my time when i was sixteen
so now you say my name at any party and you in free
still a youngin, in discussion like a grown man
lil’ munchkins got a hunch that i’m a gold ham
i’ma blow, d*mn, time to be my own man
bunch of fine hoes chillin’, feelin’ up the whole van
i don’t f*ck ’em just ’cause they supportin’ me, h*ll
it’s no biggy, they just lookin’ for a story to tell
no groupie gettin’ glory, ain’t doin’ nothin’ for me
that’s why i never let ’em stay the morning
i just open up my eyes when i wake, and i bake
on my grind, stayin’ scruffy, never shavin’ my face
a lotta time on my hands, never takin’ a break
’cause sheffy hit me up with some paper to make
i’ma take my time, grind until the day i die
my weed the flavor lime, gettin’ high, chase the sky
you see the paper [?] sh*t
so please, keep your distance like an eighth grade dance, b*tch
[outro]
hahaha, chyeah
see, man, sometimes i just like to
just spit, haha
crumblin’ erb and sh*t
big jerm, you can cut that, uh, right about… here
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